An orange ship drifted listlessly though space. It, much like its owner, was set for nowhere in particular, and it showed just as great a rush to get there. Samus Aran wasn’t really sure of what to do at the moment. She didn’t have any highly important jobs at the moment, and she didn’t have the energy to go out and find something to hunt. The bounty hunter was simply lounging around in her orange two-piece outfit that she liked to wear after missions. Her shorts did a great job displaying her long, flawless legs. Her top (which had a triangular cut from it to give her cleavage room to breathe) showed off her substantial bust and smooth abdomen.
 Samus’s stomach growled loudly. She put a tentative hand to her midriff and felt her long, thin navel. What she needed was something to eat; something that would entertain her on the way down. She just wanted something she didn’t have to go through to much effort to get but would give her the struggling she wanted. Suddenly, the bounty hunter snapped out of her restless idling. There had recently been something given to her by the Galactic Federation.
 The woman entered the storage room and perused the shelves. It was around here somewhere, she just had to find it. Soon enough, Samus Aran came across a tinted cylinder filled with liquid. She read the holographic label on it and smiled; it was the one she was looking for. She grabbed it and walked back to the main room with it under her arm.
 Setting it down on a counter, Samus pressed a screen on the container and the top opened. Inside, there were a bunch of strange moving forms. They looked a bit like X-parasites to Samus, but they were far less dangerous and more interesting to her. The multicolored, partially transparent creatures were something that the Federation assigned her, asking her to get rid of them. It wasn’t usually her job, but she accepted. She’d read the file on them, and they seemed to pose no real threat in their current state. In fact, they weren’t even toxic. The bounty hunter licked her lips and reached in.
  They felt similar to water balloons in that they were flexible and slippery, but they were far sturdier and didn’t burst under pressure. At first, Samus had a hard time getting a grasp on one. However, she quickly managed to wrapped her fingers around the critter and take it out of the tank. It squirmed in her hand, but she held tight. The bounty hunter then stuffed it into her mouth. It zipped around, bulging her cheeks on one side and then the other. With considerable effort, Samus managed to hold her lips closed and swallow it. The thing was squeezed into her esophagus and down into her tummy. The first one didn’t really even form a bulge, merely filling up the empty space in her stomach. The way it wriggled within her, however, was heavenly. She rubbed her currently flat midriff in anticipation and then proceeded.
 The second one was much easier to get a hold of. She’d gotten better at this point and chose to take her time with how she ate it. As she brought it towards her, it seemed to stretch away. It was no use though, since Samus gripped one end firmly and prevented it from moving. She brought that end to her mouth and practically inhaled it down her throat. It zoomed down into her stomach, finally bloating it slightly. The even surface was now a bit more rounded, but only enough to be considered a decent meal. Samus wanted far more, though.
 She grabbed two at once and stuffed both of them into her mouth. They were especially hard to keep in, but she gave a big gulp and sent them both into her gullet at once. They wiggled a little bit and tried to move back up. Samus patted her sizable chest and gave a second swallow, wincing excitedly at the fight they were giving. They fell into her gut with no further difficulties. The bounty hunter’s stomach was now pretty big. She rested a hand on her hip and drummed on the underside of her tummy.
 “This is how a real meal should be; fighting all the way down!” the woman declared. “If I’m not struggling to keep you creatures in, I’m going to be real disappointed!”
 The playful smile on her face showed that she was far from done. Samus plucked another alien from the tank and held it between her fingers. She was getting really good at handling these. She wondered if she might be able to try something different. In a feat of masterful hand-eye coordination, Samus tossed the critter up into the air. She opened her maw and it fell right into it, going straight into her belly as her throat muscles contracted to clear a path. As her stomach shook from the wriggling aliens, noises could be faintly heard within. These weren’t sounds of digestion, but instead were coming from the aliens themselves crying out.
 Samus was initially surprised by their calling, since she didn’t think they were either capable of nor intelligent enough to do such a thing. She did not distress over the thought of their digestion and horror, though. Firstly, they needed to be disposed of anyway. Second, just because an organism can suffer from pain or fear, it doesn’t mean that it can’t be malicious. If they were requested to be disposed of by the Federation, they were dangerous enough to be a threat. The bounty hunter proceeded with a safe conscience.
  With this knowledge of their intelligence, Samus seized a particularly large creature with both hands. She looked down at her stomach, which now looked like it contained over two gallons of water. A mischievous grin spread across the woman’s face. Keeping a firm hold on it, she pressed the creature to the surface of her gut. It squirmed on her skin, not recoiling so much as forcing onto it. This behavior seemed to betray the previous actions of the aliens, but she didn’t feel like looking a gift horse in the mouth. It pressed and rubbed against her tummy as much as it could while in the grasp of her hands.
 As Samus let it go, it slid towards the edge of her navel. The bounty hunter’s belly button had widened a lot by this point, no longer being the long, thin line on her midriff it once was. The alien wriggled as far in as it could, fitting half of itself within its cavity. It was deep within her navel, further than any hands had ever managed to get. Samus herself squirmed at its presence. She reveled in it for what felt like an eternity before tugging it away and holding it between her hands again.
 The bounty hunter looked into the tank beside her after catching her breath. It was over half empty. Even when (after contemplating it for a few moments) she put the larger creature back into the cylinder, it was still less than half as full as it was at the start. Samus wanted to save the rest of this meal for later. It was too good to enjoy in one sitting. Putting both hands on the front of her belly, she walked over to her resting chamber to rest and enjoy what she’d had so far.
 Samus fell asleep peacefully. The organisms still squirmed around within her stomach, not quite ready to digest. Back out in the main room, however, the tank was still open. It shook back and forth, first causing tiny budging. As it built up momentum, though, it eventually tipped over and spilled its contents. The aliens were on the floor, free to move. The largest one began to wriggle towards Samus’s door. The others soon followed.
 To be continued…